» impossible choice I’d made.
Who was she? Why did she look like her?
I didn’t know it then, but this girl—this stranger—was going to change everything.
And I wasn’t ready for it.
» shallow, uneven movements.
I brushed a hand over my face, water dripping from my hair as I tried to steady myself. The faces of the parents haunted me, their fear etched into my mind.
I looked at the girl again, her face so eerily familiar, and felt the weight of the »